I am NOT a victim
of this skin or of my sins
I am the result of my decisions
though they taunt me, I seek wisdom
and never will you hear me say that helpless I stand
Or that afraid I shrivel up. Never!
I know that my color stunts me
I know that estrogen haunts me
Because as a Latina and even more so as a woman
I have to - for some reason - prove to you... What?
That my breasts won't weigh me down?
That my color won't shade my light when in a tunnel?
Hell NO!... I fight! Either way and make it right
My body won't define my life
My color won't make wrong things right
I am a person... I breathe what you breathe
and I feel what you feel. So you wanna keep it real?
Ok... then lets!
I am NOT a victim
society did not “hold me down”
My poor judgment, being young and naive
that's why I failed to succeed
Lying, stealing, hustling... whatever need be
That was me! It was easy
I had the opportunity to read and learn to lead
I had the tools to show these fools that they'll never own me
I chose to take the easy rout and chase money
The greed, indeed, it was the evil seed
and it grew... it began to consume me till I knew
it had to end!
No struggle, no progress... Ain't that the truth?
Not having much growing up surrounded by men
I was the only girl back then
Always being left behind
Never fast enough, never strong enough, till I opened my eyes
Says who that I can't drive down the base line
fake you out, drift your mind and score on you every time?
Who says that corporate ladders can't be climbed in pumps
A cute skirt, a blouse, make up and no spouse?
The choice it is mine. Has been from day one!
A victim is cheated or deceived, but how the hell can that be
when the deception was caused by only me?
I am the product of my choices and my environment
Endless numbers of years I've spent
Limiting myself to what a "woman" should or shouldn't do
To what immigrants are suppressed and bound to
Well forget this, I quit! I'm not blind now because I know
I'm not a victim
'Cause to deceive you must first get a hold of me
And I'm out of your league
I will not be your victim Mr. Limits, you can forget this!
I'll die before I become one of those statistics
- APS -
of this skin or of my sins
I am the result of my decisions
though they taunt me, I seek wisdom
and never will you hear me say that helpless I stand
Or that afraid I shrivel up. Never!
I know that my color stunts me
I know that estrogen haunts me
Because as a Latina and even more so as a woman
I have to - for some reason - prove to you... What?
That my breasts won't weigh me down?
That my color won't shade my light when in a tunnel?
Hell NO!... I fight! Either way and make it right
My body won't define my life
My color won't make wrong things right
I am a person... I breathe what you breathe
and I feel what you feel. So you wanna keep it real?
Ok... then lets!
I am NOT a victim
society did not “hold me down”
My poor judgment, being young and naive
that's why I failed to succeed
Lying, stealing, hustling... whatever need be
That was me! It was easy
I had the opportunity to read and learn to lead
I had the tools to show these fools that they'll never own me
I chose to take the easy rout and chase money
The greed, indeed, it was the evil seed
and it grew... it began to consume me till I knew
it had to end!
No struggle, no progress... Ain't that the truth?
Not having much growing up surrounded by men
I was the only girl back then
Always being left behind
Never fast enough, never strong enough, till I opened my eyes
Says who that I can't drive down the base line
fake you out, drift your mind and score on you every time?
Who says that corporate ladders can't be climbed in pumps
A cute skirt, a blouse, make up and no spouse?
The choice it is mine. Has been from day one!
A victim is cheated or deceived, but how the hell can that be
when the deception was caused by only me?
I am the product of my choices and my environment
Endless numbers of years I've spent
Limiting myself to what a "woman" should or shouldn't do
To what immigrants are suppressed and bound to
Well forget this, I quit! I'm not blind now because I know
I'm not a victim
'Cause to deceive you must first get a hold of me
And I'm out of your league
I will not be your victim Mr. Limits, you can forget this!
I'll die before I become one of those statistics
- APS -
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